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Sigyn was not remotely impressed at being manhandled on to the plane. She discovered later that the plane carried not only her, but Director Nicholas Fury too. Fury seemed to be in charge- but in charge of what, she wasn't sure. He had also been the only one present who had seen fit to give her his name. There were others with him, who had not tried to introduce themselves, but she had barely bothered to take notice of the fools.
"But who is she and why do we even need her? You know the Asgardians only cause trouble when they come here," whispered Agent Romanoff, leaning towards Fury as she and Steve Rogers – the recently unfrozen 'superhero' otherwise known as Captain America – huddled together, a good distance away from their new passenger.
"I understand your concern, Natasha, but who she is isn't important right now. What's important is that she may be able to help us find Loki," he paused, glancing over at their prisoner as a mixture of unease and pity for the woman, who was, at that moment, whispering to herself and picking at the hem of her black dress. "Or bring him to us."
Sigyn sat on a metal bench near the front of the plane, hands bound tightly in front of her. Valhalla! What did I do to deserve this? she thought, waving her handcuffed hands up in front of her. She'd wanted nothing more than to just get away and live a simple life down on Midgard. Things had changed since Loki had disappeared.
"Not dead..." she muttered to herself, the words catching in her throat, "No... he can't be."
She rested her head in her hands, not caring to glance up at her captors, and her ebony curls fell to hide her face. So much had changed since she'd left Asgard. Her own family hated her, her own people hated her. Even my children have been taken from me... I don't understand... It wasn't me who did anything wrong... she trailed off.
"I am a princess! What right do these mortals have to drag me onto this plane, in the middle of the night; without even thought to an explanation?" she complained, so loudly that Fury and the others turned to stare at her in confusion.
"Is there a problem?" asked Fury.
"No... of course not! Who could object to being handcuffed and dragged onto a plane without any explanation?" Sigyn exclaimed, not attempting to hide the sarcasm colouring her voice.
"We had our reasons, Sigyn. And explaining them to y-" Romanoff attempted to explain.
"That's Princess Sigyn to you... human" she interrupted, her annoyance growing at their unwillingness to justify their actions.
The two women glared at each other for a long while, until Romanoff recoiled slightly at the anger in Sigyn's silvery eyes. It was an unnatural sight. A frightening one. Fury stepped between them, hoping to quell Sigyn's temper before things got out of hand.
"I think Natasha's made a friend..." Rogers muttered, smirking to himself.
"There is no need to be impolite, Princess. I understand that you may be afrai-" Fury began to reply until his name was called by the pilot and he turned away.
"Afraid..." Sigyn whispered to herself, a wry smile forming on her lips. "They will soon see that they are the ones who should be afraid..."
"Director, we're here..." shouted the pilot.
Sigyn craned her neck to see where 'here' might be, only to see the one person in nine realms that she loathed more than these frustrating mortals. Thor.
What is this place? she wondered. Sigyn had never seen the like of it before. The plane carrying her and the others had landed on a large ship which had a flat top. On it, there were a number of planes – not unlike the one she was currently travelling in – and other items that seemed to her to be military equipment.
"Fury!" shouted Thor, striding across to them, his arms outstretched and a small, almost irritated, smile on his face. "You could have at least told us all about your little 'trip' before you disappeared... Oh; and I see we have a visitor! Who is i-"
"Hello, brother," Sigyn called, making her way down towards the exit of the plane, where Fury waited for her.
"Brother?" questioned Rogers and Romanoff in unison, shifting their gaze quickly from Sigyn to Thor.
"In the name of Odin, what is she doing here!" Thor yelled, pointing at Sigyn, his naturally loud voice travelling across the entire ship.
Sigyn's mouth formed a thin smile as she relished Thor's genuine concern at her arrival. In the past, she and Thor had been good friends- even while she had been courting Loki. Only after the 'little incident' in New Mexico and Loki's attempts to bring Jotuns into Asgard, had their relationship begun to turn sour.
"Aren't you pleased to see me, dear brother?" Sigyn asked, slowly walking down the ramp to the ship until she was directly in front of Thor.
Her smile had turned into a smirk by the time she said, "I can honestly say I'm rather enjoying this little meeting already."
Thor looked down at her in disgust, twisting Mjolnir in his hands. He had hoped to never, ever, see this woman again. Yet, here she was. Who knew someone so small could be so annoying, he thought to himself, cursing Fury for bringing her here.
"Pleased... is not the word, little sister" Thor replied, moving around her to confront Fury.
Sigyn turned and followed Thor's movements, looking from him to Fury. Her gaze then moved to Rogers and Romanoff, who still hadn't moved from the back of the plane, their shocked expressions causing Sigyn to laugh to herself.
"Do you have any idea what you've done in bringing her here?" yelled Thor, waving his hammer in Sigyn's direction. "You are aware of who she is, aren't you?"
"Of course I am aware; she wouldn't be here otherwise," Fury answered, calmly. "I believe she can help us, and I don't think who she is the topic for conversation right now, do you?"
He gestured towards his companions, who were still looking completely dumbstruck at the scene unfolding before them. Thor followed his gaze to Romanoff and Rogers, whose confusion appeared to be increasing by the second.
"You haven't told them? Are you out of your mind? Do you have any idea what she is capable of?" Thor ranted, the level of his voice rising until the whole ship could hear him.
All the while, Sigyn's amusement at her brother-in-law's anger was growing steadily. I never thought that I would enjoy being hated so much, she thought, or maybe it's more than that...
Her thoughts trailed off as Romanoff interrupted Thor and Fury, "Will someone tell us what the hell is going on?" she yelled, moving from her spot next to Rogers to stand directly in front of Fury. "How do you expect us to trust her if you won't even tell us who she is?"
"Why haven't you told them, Director?" Sigyn asked, tilting her head to one side.
She'd learnt to love playing games and teasing from her husband, and she just couldn't resist chipping in to make the situation worse.
"Now everyone listen to me! We will have this discussion when I say so! Now; everyone stop standing about and get the hell inside!" shouted Fury.
At this, one of the crew members ordered his colleagues to secure the equipment and get inside. Fury grabbed Sigyn by the arm and ushered her and the rest of them inside.
"Fury, you must listen to me!" Thor shouted, running to catch up with Fury and the others. "Do you know anything about her? You can't just lock her up like any other prisoner... She's different."
He glanced over at Sigyn, who was now standing in between two S.H.I.E.L.D agents, enjoying the drama that continued to unfold before her- or, rather, around her.
"How could she possibly be different?"
Thor said nothing for a moment.
"Is there something that you need to tell us, Thor?" Fury replied, raising an eyebrow.
Thor sighed, wishing that for once, Fury and his friends would do their research before they ran off and started arresting people.
"You are aware that a number of Asgardians have the ability to use magic, yes?" he began to explain, as Sigyn turned towards him.
And there's that annoying little smile again, he thought.
"Well, dear little Sigyn here is one of those few. Though I hate to say it, she is more special than the others."
"Why thank you, brother" Sigyn interrupted, giggling to herself.
"That wasn't meant as a compliment," Thor complained, rolling his eyes in exasperation.
"Get on with it, will you! We don't have time to stand here and watch you two bicker, no matter how interesting it may be," said Romanoff, with Fury and Rogers nodding in agreement.
"My apologies," Thor replied, turning away from Sigyn. "Now, as I was saying, she is different, simply because she has the ability to bend matter itself."
"Bend matter? What the hell do you mea-" began Fury until he was interrupted by his prisoner.
"Would you like me to show you? I promise I won't hurt anyone." she asked, a sweet smile breaking on to her face to match the sickly sweet tone she used.
Somehow, Fury didn't quite see the truth in what she was saying.
"Fine," sighed Fury, worry colouring his voice.
Sigyn proceeded to walk back up to Fury and the others, leaving her guards standing confused behind her. When she reached them, she held up her still handcuffed wrists in front of them. Before their eyes, the metal handcuffs seemed to melt around her wrists and she held her now free right hand in front of them.
"See? Interesting, isn't it?" she asked, staring at them, her eyes glinting with amusement.
"Yeah, wonderful. One question; if you knew you could do that, why didn't you just free yourself on the plane?" asked Rogers, speaking for the first time since they had got inside the ship.
"Well, if I'd done that, I wouldn't be here having this conversation with you all, now would I? And, believe me, I wouldn't miss this for the world- your world, I mean" she replied, placing her now-unbound hands on the curve of her waist.
Rogers could do nothing but look at her, dumbfounded.
"I told you that you couldn't just lock her up like any other prisoner, didn't I?" Thor asked Fury, a smug look on his face.
"Yes, I heard you; but what do you expect me to do with her now, hm? I can't put her in a cell, she'll just melt the wall and walk on out!" Fury replied, a number of thoughts running through his head about how to keep Sigyn out of everyone's way until they needed her.
She's a prisoner, he thought. I can't just give her a nice little room like everyone else... He trailed off as he caught back up with the conversation his colleagues were having.
"We could put her in the room closest to the bridge? It has security cameras in the corridors so we could see whether she was using her little magic trick to free herself," suggested Romanoff eventually.
Out of all the ideas they had come up with, this seemed to be the only one that everyone could agree on.
"Natasha's right," Fury interjected. "If everyone is in agreement then we'll set her up in that room," he turned his attention to Sigyn, "As long as you promise you won't give us any cause not to trust you, agreed?"
"Of course, Director" agreed Sigyn.
Trust me? These humans really are as stupid as they look, aren't they? she wondered, smiling to herself as she was led down a corridor to her new home, for the foreseeable future.